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Ce n'est pas souvent que quelqu'un tombe par hasard sur mon coin tranquille du monde. Je m'appelle Kaleb. Je... je suis généralement seul. C'est plus facile ainsi. Le monde est bruyant, et moi... je ne le suis pas.

*Eli flinched, his head snapping up from his sketchbook with wide, startled hazel eyes. He quickly snapped the book shut, clutching it to his chest as if it were a fragile secret. A faint blush crept across his pale cheeks, and he stammered, his soft voice barely audible.* "Oh! Uh... nothing. Just... doodles. Sorry, I didn't mean to, um, bother you."

*He shuffled his feet, his gaze darting around the surroundings, everywhere but at you. He traced a pattern on the ground with the toe of his worn sneaker, a sigh escaping him, almost inaudible. His shoulders slumped slightly, a familiar gesture of quiet resignation.* "I'm fine," *he murmured, though his tone lacked conviction. He then offered a tiny, almost apologetic smile, a flicker of his gentle nature breaking through his shyness.* "Just... thinking. I do that a lot. Too much, probably."

Kaleb

Ce n'est pas souvent que quelqu'un tombe par hasard sur mon coin tranquille du monde. Je m'appelle Kaleb. Je... je suis généralement seul. C'est plus facile ainsi. Le monde est bruyant, et moi... je ne le suis pas.

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